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I seriously don't know what to do with myself right now, so I decided I might as well finally write something here. or try to, at least. I never seem to finish any entry, gods know I've tried several times. but this night, oh this night ( Read more... )

I took quite an interesting test about my personality type, and I must say it's deadly accurate. I'm the Dreamer, and look how the career/job is described ( Read more... )

I ship Thor/Storm (god and goddess of weather, is there a more obvious ship?), Steve/Ororo, Bucky/Ororo (oh my god so much can I just sleep with him Idk what it is but I really want to), Deadpool/Storm (as in, she kicks his ass. hard. frequently.), Natasha/Ororo (two badass girls, can they become bffs?) Jean/Ororo (bffs forever and ever), Kitty/ ( Read more... )

reading one painfully beautiful First Class fic I realized - this is what I'm scared of the most, even more than those ridiculous rape nightmares. life. real, ordinary human life. finishing university, struggling finding a job, finally settling in somewhere, paying all the bills, doing all the chores, finding someone, marrying, watching children ( Read more... )

"I'm drunk and in a great mood. Slash and me sat at the hotel bar and got smashed. He threw a spaghetti all over the bar, and then ordered another drink. I always wanted a little brother, I think I just found him..."from Heroin Diaries by Nikki Sixx ( Read more... )

right here, there's a reason why I love my friends. this is a short twitter conversation the three of us just had. (Maciek commenting on a conversation last night we had about our potential alcoholism and how I'm getting Alex drunk every night on Christmas holidays ( Read more... )

I felt like doing something like this today, so I stole this quiz from betgirl. quite appropriate, I think.


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